I squeezed my nipple through the thin cotton night shirt I wore. It hurt so nicely, I felt my cunt release more of it's honey. I knew my pussy was ope...n and ready to feel a cock slide in. I felt at that moment I could let a horse fuck me. I dried my hands and quickly made my way up to my bedroom. Hurriedly, I searched through my dresser for the vibrator Bob had bought me to enhance our sex life several years ago. I had used it with him a couple of times but he lost interest in doing that. The sun and warm breeze on my wet body felt wonderful. Paul started making up for the lack of serious sensuous touching in the shower.He laid out our towels. “It’s time for a sunbath. Ten minutes on a side should be enough.”We both laid bare butts up and looked at each other. He put a finger to his lips indicating silence then motioned over his eyes to shut them. I thought it strange being paid for sleeping in the sun but it’s his money. After what must have been ten minutes he said, “Roll. .." I don't care about people seeing me....but you weren't there! "It surprised the hell out of me! I thought she was just a slutty girl but she was more than that. She was MY slutty girl!From there I realized I could relax more, about her with other guys...no need to be jealous ever again.Now it was common for my friends to find our parking spot late at night when Carol and I would be fucking in the rear of the stationwagon.I had curtains so it was private except for the rocking car.This one. ''And you did say, last time, that an audience helps you get the best out of a slave,' added Daniel.'True, true,' said Dr. Harper. 'You'll have to strip off though, just like last time.'I stood and watched the two Nigerians shed their clothes in double quick time - their coal-black bodies looked just as stark and sinister in the white room as the bench, the latex suits and the array of torture equipment. The sight of their muscular bodies made my cock twitch - I so loved the look of all that.